The Bolivar bulletin. [volume] (Bolivar, Hardeman County, Tenn.) 1865-1888, 1887-09-16

J1Ine Sne pa1Q Tor.
1 could not help noticing that Mrs
Lamont displayed singular rancor to-
wards Charley; and / could not help
feeling she would prefer having him
condemned than acquitted.
One day Mrs. Lamont sent me to her
wardrobe to bring dress that wanted
altering. 1t was not where she said;
and in seeking it, 1 exposed, hanging
in dark corner, some garments which
[ thought looked sadly out of place
among such a number of fine lady's
dresses. They were suit of gentle
mems clothes-her husband 5, perhaps,
hung there by mistake. But, no! As
I had replaced the dress that hung over
them, saw that there were broad gold
straps upon the shoulders of the coat,
and Mr.. Lamont had never been in the
army.
I remembered what the cashier at
the bank had said about epaulets in
connection with the presenter of the
forged check; but should have thought
no more of it if had not met Mrs. La
mont at the door of her apartment,
coming to see what kept me. She
eyed me narrowly, and asked why 1
was SO long.
Il could not find the dress" / said,
and she seemed satisfied; but caught
her eyes fixed upon me with a curious
expression several times that day. 1t
set me thinking. l wondered If Mrs.
Lamont had brother in the army, and
if that uniform belonged to him. l
wondered what was in a long, narrow
box which had observed in an inside
pocket of the coat.
The next time I went to Mrs. La
mont's wardrobe for her, the lady was
in her room; but l contrived, when her
back was turned, to slip the cover off
that box just enough to peep inside.
1t contained a pair of false whiskers so
like Charleys 5, should have thought
them his, if thought they would
come off.
l thought more deeply than ever
after that; and one day, when Mrs. La
mont had gone out shopping, l tried
the door of her apartment. 1t was
locked; of course 1 expected that, and
taking from my pocket keys which 1
had procured for that purpose, I tried
them one after another until / found
one that would fit.
Having obtained an entrance, I did
not 90 to the wardrobe had seen
enough of that; l went to the lady's
writing-desk-a dainty pearl and ebony
affair; it was present from her hus-
band before their marriage.
l had to search long time before l
found what wanted, and l was afraid
every moment Mrs. Lamont might
return. But my search was rewarded
at length; and replacing every thing as
Il had found it, without removing an
article, I turned to go.
Mr.. Lamont had returned home I'M
expectedly, and came up to his wife S
apartment. He stood on the threshold,
regarding me with a stern and amazed
countenance. l caught at the back of
a chair to sustain myself, for the room
began to whi1l and my breath came in
gasps.
'Now OF neverr' thought I. "It's
for Charley"
"Mr Lamont, . said /, "wait a mo-
ment, and hear who I am before yon
Judge you
He looked at me inquiringly.
81 am Charley Stanford's promised
wife. My business in Mrs. Lamont's s
apartments was to discover what l sus-
pected 1 should find here-proofs of
his innocence of the crime laid TO his
charge. / have found them"
Mr. Lamont stared at me in a most
amazed manner.
Young woman, are you aware of
what you are saying?"
For answer, I opened the writing
desk again, and showed him what had
found there 1t was merely part of u
sheet traced over and over with his
name.
''You will find" said, as ! gave it
to him, "that this part Of a sheet Of
of paper has the same water-mark as
that which was found in Mr.. Stanford s
apartment, and that all the paper which
bears also the same remarkable speci-
mems of caligraphy bears also the
same water-mark as a quantity in Mrs.
Lamont's writing desk. Perhaps you
never knew, sir, that Mr.. Stanford once
gave Miss Byerson in structions in pen
m anship."
He had taken the bit of paper from
my hand He was looking blankly
enough at it as / went on.
you will find, sir, in that wardrobe,
the very suit of clothes Mrs. Lamont
wore when she presented the check at
the bank, The suit is gentleman's-
a uniform. 1t belonged to her brother,
but il viii fit her; and there are false
whiskers and mustaches i'm a box in
one of the pockets. That Mrs, La
mont is the author of that check, the
contriver of all this trouble, let her
deny if she dare"
/ addressed my last words TO Mrs.
Lamont herself flung them at her
with almost vindictiveness, as she
rushed into the room, the picture Of
guilty CONSERVATION.
She made some attempt at defense,
but her husband stopped her Open
ing the wardrobe, he saw what was
there, and came back to her with a
face that grew red and white alter
natelv with shame and horror.
They hushed the matter up somehow.
| never knew the particulars, but
Charley came ont Of it with clear
name, and Mr.. Lamont was very kind
to him; so kind, that Charley and I
were able TO marry much sooner than
we expected, and to live very comfort
ably, without my either taking in work
or going ont any more. -MWnger's Illus
trated World.
The mosquito. He is here. and
there is a large quantity Of him. He
has blood in his eye, and he got it from
your system. He sings with glee while
the tormented profane with agony.
H a..al..ans ike ihn han hnl he haars